I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 147 Can I Exchange My Life? (Third Update)

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, illuminating Langya Mansion.

The rain poured down.

The sky grew increasingly dark, with only occasional flashes of lightning illuminating the city.

Even such heavy rain could not extinguish the raging flames.

Bai Xuan sped all the way to the vicinity of the Wujian Prison, where he encountered Xi Qingqing and several Embroidered Guards.

Upon arriving in the vicinity, we indeed saw a chaotic battlefield, with a strong stench of blood in the air.

Such a scene has not been played out in this peaceful place of Langya Prefecture for many years. Even during the change of dynasties, this place has never experienced any baptism of war.

Along the way, Bai Xuan noticed many fleeing individuals with murderous intent. It took some time to deal with them. He originally planned to capture them alive, but these people were ruthless characters who could hide poison in their teeth. Once they lost their resistance, they would directly commit suicide by taking poison.

They weren't exactly well-trained, but without exception, they were all fearless.

That's the kind of place the martial arts world is; human life is cheap, and to achieve something, you always have to make sacrifices.

No one knows whether they will become someone else's stepping stone.

“There are several Grandmasters and quite a few Outer Realm experts.” Xi Qingqing glanced around: “But these guys are all poor bastards, they wouldn’t be worth much money if you killed them.”

"Too many will be difficult to handle." Bai Xuan glanced at the half-sect he was fighting: "First, control those weaker fugitives."

Xi Qingqing pouted, feeling that she had only received less than two thousand taels of silver, and that working continuously like this was really a loss.

Just as I was thinking this, Bai Xuan tossed me a porcelain bottle.

"what is this?"

"What kind of Snow Lotus Heavenly Spring Water is this?" Bai Xuan casually asked. "It can quickly restore true energy."

Xi Qingqing was stunned, her beautiful eyes widening. Such a bottle would cost at least several thousand taels of silver even in a noble family, and it was priceless and unavailable. The Snow Mountain Sect's output was simply not enough.

This rich man may claim he has no money, but he really doesn't hesitate to use priceless medicines!

"I don't need it." Xi Qingqing put away the porcelain bottle: "My internal energy reserves are more than sufficient!"

"Then help cover the enemy lines... Your cultivation level isn't high enough, don't rush to the front." Bai Xuan reminded him, then drew his sword and headed towards the dungeon.

Several demonic cultivators have already been seen charging out of the passage.

These old demons had been tortured in the dungeon, and they were all filled with resentment and needed to vent their anger. However, because their energy channels had been sealed for a long time, their food had been controlled, and they were also suppressed by drugs, their cultivation level may not have declined too much, but they were undoubtedly in a weak state.

Pick the soft persimmons.

A bloodthirsty demon practiced demonic arts, increasing his power by devouring people's hearts, livers, and blood. After many years, he had resumed his blood-feeding practice and was now in a great appetite. He had just eaten some hearty liver from a young prison guard to fill his stomach.

His gaze swept across the scene and landed on the white figure hurrying away, his eyes immediately lighting up.

He hurriedly raised his hand and swept it horizontally, the iron chain on his arm turning red. With a sudden pull, it made a thunderous sound.

"Little friend!"

"I see your heart is quite fine; it must be either a dragon's liver or a unicorn's heart. May I have a taste?"

He licked his blood-soaked lips and smiled twistedly.

Bai Xuan continued walking, but had already pressed his hand against the scabbard.

"My darling, come into my bowl!"

The demon, who loved to devour hearts and livers, let out a low growl, and a blood-red maw materialized behind him—it was the manifestation of the Dharma.

Those imprisoned on the third floor by the Lin family are far more threatening than the demonic tyrants on the second floor; they are almost all at the level of demon lords.

It is not surprising that one possesses the Dharma form.

Once these people recover, it will inevitably lead to disaster, and it's hard to say how many civilians will die.

Bai Xuan suddenly drew his sword.

The moment the sword was drawn, the demon realized something was wrong. If he were at his peak, eating a child would be a piece of cake. He thought this person was only at the Finger Profound Realm and would be easy to capture, but he realized something was wrong when the sword was about to strike him.

The fourth supernatural power: Riding the wind.

Bai Xuan had been preparing his sword for a long time, and Fuyao immediately drew his sword.

What was drawn was not a sword at all, but a blue dragon, a blue dragon rising above nine other dragons.

The sword energy and the storm merged into one, plunging directly into the demon's gaping maw, then continuously pouring in, injecting, and filling it!
Then the azure dragon continued to expand and charge... the giant dragon crashes!
The demon's belly swelled up at a visible speed, quickly expanding into a huge, round ball.

He didn't even let out a scream.

"Eat more if you like it." Bai Xuan suddenly pushed his longsword forward: "Baby, eat soldiers!"

boom--!
The demon was instantly blasted apart by the sword energy and storm, turning into a dazzling human firework.

The residual power of that sword strike was still present, and the azure dragon of sword energy plunged violently into the entrance of the dungeon.

Many of the escaped prisoners who were crowded in the prison were wiped out by this sword before they could even react.

A barrage of insults.

Go straight to Huanglong.

The few demons in the front row had just seen the light outside and rushed out with great joy when they were half-shattered by the sword energy.

The already small number of demons were terrified, and they thought a true grandmaster had arrived from outside.

Zhao Yuzhou was the same; he had just stepped forward when he saw a dragon-like sword aura whistling past. He exclaimed, "What the hell is that?" and quickly retreated.

Fuyao Sword is a celestial sword.

It was unleashed by supernatural powers, capable of slaying even grandmasters, let alone these weakened demons.

Bai Xuan also secretly withdrew a lot of power. If it were a single, complete attack, it would have been enough to drain all the true energy in his body. Even the Bright Moon Divine Art couldn't withstand such a drain.

He quickly knocked on a blue bottle, drank the Snow Lotus Heavenly Spring water, and his energy channels were replenished. He then stepped straight into the dungeon.

Immediately afterwards, two people were heard shouting.

"Young Master Bai, we did not escape from prison!"

"Young Master Bai, let's atone for our crimes with good deeds!"

Are they the Tiger and Leopard Duo?
Surprisingly, both of them are quite honest.

Wait, that's not right...

After entering the second floor, Bai Xuan glanced around, puzzled. Why were all the demonic cultivators here so well-behaved and not coming out?

"Don't worry, Young Master Bai, we've got them all under control!" Tai Chenghu immediately took credit: "They can't get out, don't worry about them!"

Tai Xiaobao pointed at Zhao Yuzhou and shouted, "He's in cahoots with those thieves! Capture him, he knows a lot!"

"Shut up!" Zhao Yuzhou glared angrily.

It turns out they were the ones who caused the plan to go wrong; they were about to shock these two idiots to death through the cage.

But then a desolate sword aura shot towards them.

Zhao Yuzhou immediately retreated and jumped back, throwing several plum blossom darts in his hand at the same time. The flying hidden weapons were shot down before they could get close.

Bai Xuan dragged his sword as he walked: "Another lackey of Northern Zhou?"

Zhao Yuzhou rubbed his fingers together: "It's simply a matter of choosing a wise ruler... I presume you are the white moonlight of Qingming Yijian, how about it? Do you have any thoughts of abandoning darkness for light? If someone like you came to Northern Zhou, there would definitely be no shortage of you..."

Bai Xuan interrupted, "What exactly are you planning? What is your specific purpose in creating chaos everywhere?"

"Why do you think I'd tell you?" Zhao Yuzhou scoffed.

"It's alright," Bai Xuan said. "As long as you don't want to die, you'll want to speak up yourself."

Zhao Yuzhou's expression turned serious, and he said coldly, "How arrogant!"

Even the top-ranked player on the Crouching Dragon List is just a mere Body Forging cultivator. I'm an outdoor shooter, who gave you that confidence!

Bai Xuan was too lazy to waste words and decided to capture the man directly. Losing two arms and legs was no big deal.

He has played several matches in a row today and feels he is getting closer and closer to the truth behind the incident, which makes him a little impatient.

But it's harmless.

Such narrow terrain is not suitable for channeling the power of heaven and earth, nor is it suitable for sword techniques like the Soaring Fly. The range of moonlight is also too large, so let's change to another technique.

I exchanged a few moves with Qi Wuyi earlier, and they were all moves that could only be used when starting with the Finger Pointing Technique.

The dungeon is full of powerful and ruthless figures from the demonic path; there must be no shortage of discerning individuals among them.

Even though their cultivation was sealed, they were all shrewd and still had sharp eyes.

Even those who follow the demonic path value their lives and won't easily escalate to a life-or-death struggle. Even Zhao Yuzhou doesn't intend to risk his life right now.

"We're going to lose," Snow Mountain Eagle suddenly said.

The two figures collided as soon as the words were spoken.

Zhao Yuzhou, holding an iron hook, met Bai Xuan's sword.

As the two collided, Zhao Yuzhou was surprised to find that he was no match for them. He retreated several steps in succession. The swordsmanship was simply dazzling, and each sword was faster than the last. He couldn't defend against it at all. He could barely hold his weapon and could only raise his arm to defend. His palm was pierced by a sword.

The demonic cultivator watching from the sidelines was secretly astonished: "This sword move looks so familiar."

Bai Xuan pointed his sword directly at Zhao Yuzhou's throat.

Zhao Yuzhou immediately threw down his weapon, let out a low roar, and his entire sleeve shattered inch by inch. A blinding light was released from his right arm as he swung his fist at Bai Xuan's sword finger.

As the two touched, a portion of the Frosty Sky Sword Qi was dissolved, and Bai Xuan's sword finger power was greatly reduced, failing to succeed in one fell swoop.

Bai Xuan asked in surprise, "The Fu Guang Divine Rune... no, a fragment? Are you an outer disciple of the Fu Guang Sect?"

"So what if I am?" Zhao Yuzhou clenched his fist. "Kid, you'll regret provoking me now! It's not too late to beg for mercy!"

Bai Xuan: "In that case, I don't need to hold back anymore."

He turned the sword and with a gentle flick, a rolling wheel of sword energy formed on the ground.

A demonic cultivator exclaimed, "Sword Qi Wheel, Sword Qi Green Silk, Sword Qi Lotus... all these transformations must be the work of the Penglai Sword Pavilion!"

Upon hearing the name, Zhao Yuzhou felt a chill run down his spine.

Penglai Sword Pavilion... ranked number one on the Earth Ranking: Abandoned Clothes.

The top spot on the list of sleeping dragons is the white moonlight.

Mom!
Are all the monsters from Penglai Sword Pavilion?
He stopped thinking about fighting and started considering how to escape.

however……

Soon, another figure appeared behind Bai Xuan.

Xi Qingqing walked in, kicking a head as she went. The rolling head landed at Zhao Yuzhou's feet.

He looked down and saw that it was the head of a black-winged eagle!
"You killed him?" Bai Xuan remembered that this person seemed to be a Grandmaster.

“He’s exhausted,” Xi Qingqing said casually. “I’m better at sneak attacks and backstabbing.”

Zhao Yuzhou's heart sank completely.

Their previous arrogance has vanished.

Zhao Yuzhou chuckled dryly, "I admit I was a bit loud just now... How about we make up?"

"At this very moment?" Bai Xuan said in a low voice, "Are you joking?"

He regretted not leaving with Su Wuwo immediately.

We're trapped here by this killer.

It's over, it's over.

Bai Xuan immediately began the interrogation process: "You sealed your meridians, sparing your life... Tell me, what exactly is your plan?"

"Actually, I don't know the whole story either." Zhao Yuzhou squatted on the ground, looking embarrassed. "I was just an executor. My goal was to release Su Wuwo from the fifth level of the Infernal Realm. I don't know anything about what happened after that."

"Su Wuwo?"

"Senior Brother Fu Guangzong."

"So, the Jiao Rong case was really committed by Fu Guangzong?" Bai Xuan frowned and asked, "Or did you do it?"

"No, it definitely wasn't me. The death of the Prefect of Langya has nothing to do with me," Zhao Yuzhou said bitterly. Suddenly, he remembered something: "But I can provide you with another piece of information. Can you exchange it for your life?"

"Say it."

"The person ranked seventy-ninth went to the Lin family, saying they were going to make a move against Lin Jiaolu." Zhao Yuzhou betrayed the Faceless and Formless.

“Faceless and without features,” Xi Qingqing commented sharply. “That is indeed a rare birth, and the Lin family may not be able to guard against it.”

Zhao Yuzhou whispered, trying to dissuade them: "That's a list of heroes; you wouldn't be able to beat them even if you went..."

"Thank you so much." Bai Xuan glanced at Zhao Yuzhou, pointed to the cell, and asked, "Are you going in by yourself, or should I take you in?"

……

Knowing that the Lin family was in trouble, Bai Xuan had to travel to the Lin family mansion again.

No sooner had they stepped out of the infernal prison than a furious roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"Su Wuwo, you have broken your oath, and you will surely die today!"

In the sky, a crimson light is tearing the heavens apart.

Lin Chongxiao was turning back, but it was clear that the battle for the Earth Ranking was not over yet, and Nurhaci had not given up the entanglement.

"Lin Chongxiao, don't get distracted! Concentrate and watch me!"

……

The Lin family residence.

Lu Shu was sitting at her desk when she heard her husband's angry shout and paused slightly.

"Someone is coming."

"lady."

Where is Lin Buren?

"They're in the front yard... Apparently, an old friend they haven't seen in years has arrived, and they're entertaining him."

"An old friend."

"Madam, Madam Liu requests an audience."

"Which Mrs. Liu?"

"The one who cried until she went blind... is the wife of Prefect Lin."

"Don't see her now, tell her to come back later."

"But Madam Liu said she had important clues to provide and insisted on seeing you. She seemed very anxious and was about to burst in."

"After all these years of being relatives, this is the first time I've encountered someone so reckless... Did she mention any clues?"

"She said it was about the death of the prefect."

"They seem to be a loving couple... Well then, let her in. If nothing unexpected happens, the murderer will have been caught by the time this rain stops."

Lu Shu sat in the main seat and looked up to see Madam Meng, who was blindfolded: "Your eyes are still not healed?"

(End of this chapter)